Mendacious

#3

you have to call again. 

every one of your instincts screams at you, so does your mind and maybe your heart would too, if it wasn't so irrevocably shattered.

it just didn't make any sense. she can't love you and be with him. it wasn't possible. she shouldn't lie to you, she shouldn't torture you with words. she shouldn't take advantage of the power she held over you.

and most importantly, she wasn't supposed to. you love her. you love her so much, you'd do anything for her and that is why you don't deserve this. that is why she shouldn't do these things.

but, then why does she?

silence. ringing. a click.

"your words are nothing, but lies."

you hear the subtle--yet so much more hurtful-- anger in your own voice and flinch at the harshness.

"i love you. i'm not lying. i could never lie about something like this."

"but, you are. why can't you give up on this fucking illusion you've built for me? i can see through it and i can see through you. maybe you love him or you don't, but you surely don't love me."

pause.

"you never have, never will."

silence. a click. end of call.